Made of One Blood

Made of one blood with all on earth who dwell

Born bro­thers of the near and far as well

The child­ren of one sac­red Fa­ther­hood

And com­mon heirs of uni­vers­al good—

Grant us

who bow

O Lord

Before Thy sov­er­eign face

To learn with Thee to love

Our world en­circ­ling race.

Our el­der bro­ther to a mor­tal frame

His God-like glo­ry hum­bled and be­came

The fel­low of the poor

the sick man’s aid

Defense of weak­ling

fin­der of the strayed.

Grant us to be

O Lord

Disciples of His death

And breathe His love to men

Through ev­ery liv­ing breath.

Amidst the trou­bled

griev­ing

ov­er­borne

Among the help­less

hope­less

and for­lorn

Engirt with ill and po­ver­ty and pain

And bit­ter strife of greed for emp­ty gain—

Give us

O Lord

the sight

With Christ­ly eyes to see

The hid­den

soul-deep need

Of men for us and Thee.